The End of the Wing Miss
Be a True Man!

Kei PoVs

I don't know how my phone that I originally put on the dashboard, suddenly already in Naya's grasp.

"Want to live a simple, practical and happy life, right? Jom, talk to Mama" he said while pointing the phone in his hand at me.

Not having time to digest what he said, I just remained silent when the rectangular object was stuck on my forehead.

I was shocked when my ears heard the voice of a woman in the line call.

"Hallo, Hello Nay... Dear naya ... You're still there, right?"

A soft voice. A voice that had been so long no longer greeted me with such a tone.

Ten full moons passed, and it was only today that fate gave me the opportunity to hear her soft and earthy voice again, for she would usually shout with an angry or even cold expression when she spoke to me.

Gone are all the grieving and heart-pounding souls, though I know for a fact that the soft tone of voice was not intended for me but for his beloved daughter-in-law who was sitting beside me.

For a moment I was silent, unable to speak. My voice was like it was stuck in the esophagus. Suddenly awkwardly hugged me.

Long time no greeting in a friendly and suave, I lost my vocabulary. Shut up by just listening to it, I tried to string it up word by word.

He still calls Naya. There was clearly worry in the tone and words he said.

"Ehem... It's Kei, Mama," I said in the end, having overcome the awkwardness.

No response from across there. One second ... Two seconds ... Ten seconds ... Passed by without a voice from the woman I kept calling Mama, though sometimes only in my heart.

"Naya okay je. Mama's favorite daughter-in-law is next to Key. Sitting sweetly" she continued, after a while I still haven't heard her voice respond to me.

My last sentence was immediately greeted with a small pinch on my arm. But I just ignored the pain caused by Naya's pinch, I chose to hold her hand, tightly. Hope to share the trouble.

The series of events that happened a few days back and today, a little bit shook me. Lie when I say, everything is okay, nothing to be worried ... No! Absolutely not!

I took a manipulative action by trying to come across as a strong man to the girl next to me. I don't want to make him worry. I know for a fact that the incident abduction was still traumatic for him. And I don't want to overload his mind.

A few moments passed. I'm still waiting for a response from across the street who's still quiet.

"Mama, my longing for you is great!"

I don't know the process of forming that sentence in my brain. Or in the brain where that sentence was created. All I know is that sentence has already slid from my mouth.

There was no sound from across there. I'm waiting, and it looks like I'll be waiting for some time.

Waiting in days, months or even years? It looks like episode after episode will continue, a little slower. So, yeah ... Just patience!

Hhem ... This seems like a punishment to me. For many years I played an antagonist in his life. Shame him with all my bad temper.

I've never seen him take the road that intersects with the two of them. Even if only once.

Me? Again, I am the opposite of a Ken Husain.

Instead of making Mama and Papa proud of various achievements like Ken, I deliberately dropped the family marwah in almost all my steps, first.

Am I ashamed and reluctant to remember everything, especially Mama? A woman who upholds a good name and family prestige!

When I look back on everything, I deserve a punishment from Papa, let alone Mama.

All this time I always refused to say Sitanggang or Malin Kundang. But today it seems like I have to admit, I may be a picture of both.

Not only had I walked a different path from Mama and Papa, I had deliberately, courageously taken the side that was always opposite, always opposite to the two of them.

Then by not knowing the shame, I was expecting a lot today instead? After all what I've been doing for years? You idiot! How naive is Kei Hasan, the Black Eagle of Malaya!

But, what's wrong I wish for more? I'm still a kid, right? A child who always longs and longs for the figure of Mama.

Mama always defended even though sometimes her son was wrong.

Sshhiit! Damnit damnit! You idiot! Why am I like a girl with PMS today, premenstrual syndrome?

The Black Eagle of Malaya experiences mood swings, anxiety and feeling upsets like this? An embarassing one!

But bro, this is not a world of shame like in movies, drakor or online novels! Your life is real! This is a reality!

Again, your life is not an online novel whose main character is always flawless perfect, strong never weak. Not bro! You're a normal guy!

You mo cry, you can! Mo yells out a taste, it's legal! Mo somersaults, no problem either!

But remember bro! Real men don't cry with words, let alone tears!

Then, come on, bro ... Head hold! If you ever gallantly sow the wind, then today be prepared to reap a storm with the officers!

You are a man! A true man!

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To be continued

Thank God, finally up too today even though it is late again... Thank you is not lost for friends who have sent prayers and are still faithful, willing to wait for the presence of KeiNaya.

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